Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

There were four horses and four riders, one woman and three men.

Among the four people, one was a soldier stationed there, and he led people to come and provide support.

After the introduction, Zeng Wangcai learned that these three people were representatives of three villages near the base, which were equivalent to positions such as village chief and street office director.

The two men are called Qiangba and Nima, yes, those are their names.

Let me focus on that girl. Her name is Edwina. She has great skin. She doesn’t have the blush on her faces like the locals do. Her skin looks very white. The key point is her age: fourteen.

A fourteen-year-old girl can be the representative of her village, which means either that village is different or this girl is extraordinary.

Zeng Wangcai already knows about the work that is about to be done, and these three people will be his right-hand men in the future.

After meeting each other, Zeng Wangcai gave the three of them a small gift.

"Brother Qiangba, brother Nima, hello!" Zeng Wangcai read out the two people's names with a smile, but he felt very uncomfortable in his heart. The names here often cause ambiguity when translated. "Two small gifts for you, let our friendship last forever..." Zeng Wangcai presented two knives, sharp little daggers, produced by Space.

"Miss Edwina..." Not only did the name make Zeng Wangcai feel like a foreigner, but so did the girl's pretty face. "This is a gift for you..."

The gift given to Edwina was also a dagger, but it was tied with a silk scarf, which was different from the ones given to Qiangba and Nima.

"Thank you, dear brother!" Qiangba and Nima held their chests to express their gratitude, and then hugged Zeng Wangcai, "This is a gift for our brother Li."

A machete and a Hada, very nice and unique, Zeng Wangcai likes them very much.

When it was Edwina's turn, Zeng Wangcai suddenly froze. How should he greet the girl here?

Embrace?

Zeng Wangcai opened his hands slightly, and Edwina on the opposite side stretched out a hand: "Comrade Zeng Wangcai, hello!"

Damn, shake hands!

Zeng Wangcai shook hands awkwardly, and then received a gift that shocked him - Dzi beads!

After camping, they went to the base to take over, and then Zeng Wangcai's company settled down. However, Zeng Wangcai did not expect that this station would last for more than a year...

......

Sijiucheng, Zeng's house, dinner is in progress.

There was a plate of fried fish on the table, Zeng Youqian’s favorite to go with wine, and the other two were vegetarian dishes, and the staple food was cornmeal buns.

There were already three cigarette butts in the teacup next to Zeng Youqian, but he picked up the cup to drink tea without realizing it.

"Hey, hey, hey, here you go again?" Chen Yumei slapped the table. "What's wrong with you? You're still looking at it after eating. I didn't notice it before. It's all Wangcai's fault. Why do I let you look at these things? Look how much I've forced you..."

Zeng Youqian put down the teacup awkwardly, then put down the paper in his hand.

Since Zeng Wangcai left, Zeng Youqian seemed to have become a different person and became more hardworking. He handed over the business of the tailor shop to his apprentice and started his middle-aged learning mode.

During the day, he would go to Peking University to find Huang Liang, or go to the library to read the books Huang Liang found for him, or communicate with the "teachers" Huang Liang found for him.

At night, he still did not relax when he returned home, and read by lamplight, forgetting to eat and sleep.

This is not the first time that a situation like the one just now has happened, so Chen Yumei always complains about her son who is far away at this time, which is also a way to express her longing for him.

Zeng Youqian worked so hard and achieved remarkable results. He now has a deep understanding of the world's textile industry and knows the general situation of the world's major textile exporting countries. He also knows the process of spinning polyester fibers...

What he and Huang Liang are focusing on now is equipment that can turn polyester fiber into yarn.

Now there are some clues, so Zeng Youqian is very excited. He works even harder and forgets to eat and sleep, thinking about what his son said about the scenario after a substitute for cotton is invented.

"Oh, time is running out." Zeng Youqian closed the material paper and sighed, "The factory will be ready soon. Wangcai has done everything he can. Now the work over there is in charge of Section Chief Chen. I am the hands-off boss, so I have to do something. Wangcai works so hard, we can't just rely on him for everything at home, right?"

The organizational structure of the garment factory was built completely according to Zeng Wangcai's plan. It was a department-level unit, with Chen Rong as the top administrative leader, Wu Hongbo as the deputy director and in charge of logistics and so on. Zhao Hongqing was transferred there to be the deputy director and also in charge of safety.

Zeng Youqian was the factory director, in charge of production and technology.

Because the orders for down vests have come in, and in large quantities, the construction of the new factory building at the textile factory has been carried out non-stop around the clock and is about to be completed. As for the workers, Chen Rong has also completed the coordination with her superiors, and there are a total of more than 200 skilled workers in various fields.

In terms of materials, Director Qian of the purchasing station made great efforts and provided all the duck and goose feathers purchased by the supply and marketing cooperative, which could meet production needs for a period of time.

So basically Zeng Youqian had nothing to worry about. The only thing he had to do was the technical work, and he didn't need to study how to get the velvet out. Zeng Wangcai had already left a method, and the workers only needed to follow the manual.

Feeling pressured, Zeng Youqian worked hard on polyester fiber.

"Uncle, Qin Jingru came to me again." Zhang Xiuzhi put down her bowl and chopsticks and said, "She said that Sha Zhu will be in charge of the factory cafeteria. Do we agree or not?"

"Promise him a hell of a lot of shit!" Zeng Youqian said angrily, "You're useless, you're so soft-hearted. You let a woman control you in such a big matter. We haven't even gotten married yet. What are we going to do after we get married?

"Look at the situation of Qin Huairu's family. They eat from all sides, and the biggest one is the government. Sha Zhu's catchphrase is 'The director takes half and I take half.' How can we make him responsible?"

Before Zeng Wangcai left, he said that he would let Sha Zhu be in charge of the cafeteria. At that time, he wanted to split the relationship between Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai. He thought that if he was not there, the less enemy the better.

But later Qin Huairu intervened and Zeng Wangcai decisively gave up.

Because of this, Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru had a falling out. Qin Jingru moved out of Qin Huairu's house and moved into He Yushui's house, forcing He Yushui to live at the unit.

Judging from the incident of He Yushui's house being lost, Zeng Youqian became increasingly disgusted with Sha Zhu's approach to dealing with women's issues.

"Then I replied to her? How?" Zhang Xiuzhi asked.

"Just say... the person has been decided, it's Section Chief Chen's man." Zeng Youqian has grown a lot, and he has gradually acquired the skills of an official. "This is a fact. Sha Zhu is not the only one who is good at cooking. Section Chief Chen directly found the chef of the restaurant. You just say that if Sha Zhu wants to go, he can just find Section Chief Chen. He is now in the office building of the new factory."

Zhang Xiuzhi nodded to indicate that she had received it.

Zeng Youqian then started to eat officially, but before he had taken two bites, someone came to his door.

"Uncle Qian, Auntie, I'm Huairu..."